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10.01.2012

Evil Prince of Tennis Shapeshifter (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke around 2:41 AM in waking life....

I'm in a round hallway with orange-yellow lights saturating the area, and Prince of tennis players are watching what's outside through the windows. To name a few that I can recall on from the top of my head, there's most of the Seigaku team, most noticeably Fuji, Tezuka, Kawamura, and Oishi.

Kirihara, who is from team Rikkaidai is also there, and there's probably more of various teams there as well, but I can't remember all of them.

Fuji has a towel on his head, and his eyes are opened (that only happens when he gets serious in a tennis match or sees something amazing and tense from watching a match).

Apparently, the Seigaku team and random members in other teams are having a dining out party, and I see Ice tea drinks in the usual Restaurant cups with lemon slices on top of the edge of the cups. Oishi is showing the back of the Seigaku jacket I believe, and there's a digit on one of the long sleeved sides with the number "68".

It seems Oishi declared that this was the average height of the Seigaku members, which is about 2.23097 feet. (What the hell? The shortest regular member there is Echizen, and he's at least like 4-5 feet tall....that's impossible).

I'm mostly watching things in first person perspective, and I'm pretty sure I'm not a spectator floating around, and I get a feeling that there's a poser, or shape-shifter in disguise with a weapon, I can just feel my dream body tingling with negative vibes. I try to avoid this negative frequency, and I warn as many player's as possible that there's a spy/poser/shape-shifter.

I immediately hear gunshots, and Kawamura is preparing to duck, but I don't know why.

Maybe because of the gunshots were coming in his direction. While I'm seeing Kawamura on the floor taking cover, I realize that I have my whole body curled up next to an L-shaped wall (the enemy would have to move over a bit to see what's between the gap).

There's a door to my right, and it has two gray locks on top of each other, and I quickly turn them horizontally and opened the knob to quickly dash out of the door.

The environment outside is similar to my Aunt's in South Carolina, and I go through the small path that would lead to the entrance of her house with the tropical kind of bushes on the sides of the small walkway.

I go to the driveway, and a Black Jaguar car comes out of nowhere from the neighbor's backyard.

It comes onto the driveway somehow, it just magically passes through the small metal wired fence that's like 3-4 feet tall that would lead to the backyard. After the vehicle passes and goes it's own way on the road perpendicular to the driveway, I turn back quickly to see the shape-shifter point a gun at me through an open window.

He fails to shoot me, and I get more tense, and then he tries to shoot again, but he still fails to do so. I try to run, but I'm doing it very slowly, and frankly, it was pretty damn irritating because I have no sort of weaponry on my body, at least one that's apparent. I go to the right side of the road perpendicular to the driveway in this familiar neighborhood of my Aunt's, and the shape-shifter comes out.

He takes the form of a little kid who looks like the toddler version of someone (nicknaming people again) named Mo (a tennis freshmen when I was a sophomore in HS).

He's preparing to ride purple bicycle to get a beach ball with red and white colors (they are forming into a spiral) to hit me. Apparently, he declares to me that the beach ball is explosive, and he rides the bicycle down the small slope on the driveway, and the ball comes right at me, but I quickly dodge it.

Despite me not being able to run quickly, the ball came really slow. He tries to get a few more balls and random objects thrown at me by ramming them with the bicycle, but he fails to do so. I'm still feeling tensed up and can only run very slowly. This is where the dream resets or shifts to another point I believe, and I'm back at the driveway that looks like my Aunt's.

Another car comes out through the backyard of the neighbor's onto to the driveway I'm on, probably the same Black Jaguar with a female inside riding it this time. I remember she had a ponytail, looked like she was Indian, and she had glasses with the black metal rim on the sides.

Mo aims his gun at me again, but he's just making himself the epitome of a Crappy aim. I get to the right side of the road YET again, and Mo this time comes out with a Pit bull by his side. The shape-shifter has a baseball bat in his hand, and the pit bull has a white face and a brown body. It looks like it's about 2 feet tall, and the pit bull gets ready to come at me, but the pit bull betrays Mo and barks and tries to bite him.

Mo gets scared from this, and the pit bull was probably irritated with Mo ordering him around to try and charge at me. The pit bull goes back to focusing on me, but it's still just standing there, slowly walking a few steps and stopping. Mo comes at me, and I stand my ground. I focus on the incoming pit bull and Mo, and Mo comes first.

I grab Mo by his collar (sorry, the kid has a baseball bat and is mostly likely wanting to bash my head with it) and kick him out of the way, and then try to deal with the pit bull.

I managed to get both pushed back far enough to give me ample time to calm down, and I honestly don't know what I did in retaliation to deal with them both, but it must've been extreme.

I slowly elevate my top torso up again from having to bend my back while doing the fighting move that I couldn't see clearly at all, and after that, I woke up with intense feelings, and felt shocking sensations for a while.

Oh and, the 68 cm on Oishi's Jacket from before, that's about 2.23 cm tall, and the pit bull seemed to be around that height, maybe a bit more......WHAT?!??!?!?!

Coincidence or some vague foreshadowing? I don't know.

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10.01.2012

Father Studies for Medical School (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It seems I'm a little child in this dream, something like that, it's really hard to verify this. There's some tennis match being displayed on a very large screen outside, and people from away on the huge grassy hills with other people sitting down are watching the match. The two people sitting down are apparently my parents, I could barely seem them, but their body contours from far away become clearer to identify.

The dream shifts to where my father is hugging me while I'm resting on the right side. He tells me that he has to study hard to get into Medical School...

That's all I can remember, and looooool, he did accounting...nothing related to medical school, at least as far as what he told me. Accounting was at its peak during his time, not medical...pfffffft what a stupid dream.

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10.01.2012

Novak Djokovic takes Statistics course? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a lecture room, and the professor asks if anyone is interested in taking Statistics in the future, probably to replace taking Calculus 3, which is similar to the options I have for Biochemistry in waking life. I raise my hand along with a few other people, and I'm sitting at the section to my left closest to the entrance.

The room is sloped deeply to maximize the number of seats, and someone who looks like Novak Djokovic mentions he's taking Statistics.

Someone asks how he got in it, and he declared that he had to get one of the highest scores, probably from a math placement exam, to get in. I see a value divided by 5 pop into my mind as soon as he declared that.

Then after that, the class goes back to paying attention to the random professor again. Then I realize I'm with a group of three, including myself. A random girl in the corp cadet outfit, which is a faded type of Khaki color, and she has a plump face, most noticeable on her cheeks. She has brown hair where the back side is balled up, and she has a device that looks like an iPad.

She has some weird extensions on it that's on the top and bottom layers, which leaves the rest of the screen available in the middle. The top section seems to be a keyboard type of extension for the iPad counterpart.

The next person in the group is some random dude next to her on the left side. He's chubby, and is wearing a dark blue hoodie jacket, light gray/white shirt underneath, and seems in a passive demeanor overall in class.

I can't remember anything else.

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10.01.2012

No Riding Bicycles in Building (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a class I have to go to that starts around 1:35 PM dream time, and the time now in it was 1:37 PM, and the apartment that I'm in, I could get to the class in maybe 2-3 minutes alone just by running as fast as I can. To be honest, it felt like it could've taken 30 seconds or less to get there, and even faster if I used a bicycle.

I get to class, and fortunately, the quiz or test we were going to have, teacher's assistants were still distributing the exam/quiz packet and Scantrons to fill in the answers for the multiple choice section. The lecture room has white walls, and there's dark blue carpet everything....on the steps to get to the rows of seat and where the professor's desk and and large table were as well.

Again, the class was formatted like that last dream, it was sloped down, to maximize seating arrangement, and I'm looking for a TA (teacher's assistant) who is handing out the blue scantrons, and then wait for them to finish the last row of seats so that can give me an extra one. I head for a random left handed seat all the way to the left side of the room. The room was structured to where it was it was curved, and it reminds me of my current math class room in waking life.

I go down to the seat, and I can't remember what I did next, so I assume there's another dream shift....

I ride my bicycle to get to class somehow, but I'm 1-2 minutes late again, but I don't think the professor cares about anyone being tardy for class. I looked at my Blackberry Curve phone, and realized I'm actually early, so the time changed dramatically from 1:37 PM to 1:07 PM, and then to 1:21 Pm without me doing a reality check.

The room actually had a different professor, but I didn't realize this until later on. She didn't seem to mind me being here, and I saw more students coming in to fill some empty seats for the next time, so I assumed this current class was almost over.

After my class is done, I ride my bicycle again, but inside a building. An old man wearing glasses, has gray hair, and is wearing a dark yellow dress shirt and Khaki pants tells me to not ride in the building. I feel embarrassed by this, and I stopped, and spent around 5-10 seconds lifting my bicycle so I could put it on my right shoulder. I walk like an idiot in front of everyone.

While I'm walking on the black tile flooring in this random building, two people seem to be having a conversation over something behind me, and I started to take interest of what they're trying to say. My audio starts kicking in and augments on their conversation, and I heard words that sounded like they were talking to me, even mocking me.

I get irritated to a point where I stopped, turned around, and told them that I know I shouldn't have had my bicycle in the building to ride on, and wanted them to stop making fun of me. They were two fairly tall African American males that looked like the counterparts to waking life versions that I had for a Comm App class in High School who were basketball players.

One of them immediately told me,

"We're not talking about that...."

And I turned around quick in more shame for me assuming they're talking behind my back, and now I'm going down an escalator with the bicycle. I trip and land on my rear somehow, but I managed to get up, and it's probably because the bicycle made my body out of balance.

It's weird thought, I thought I was holding it just fine when walking.....

Then I meet some person who looks like "Nin" (nicknaming again) in waking life. I don't know why he's here, but I figured I'd be nice to say "Hi" to him before he thinks I'm ignoring him or something..(you know those people that look at you, seeing if you get the same reaction of surprise that you know them as well, but haven't met in a while? Yeah...)

We have a general conversation, and I ask him how's college going for him. He takes a while to answer, and before he could respond, I immediately said his words for him.

"Oh, you just wanted to take some time before you do anything right?" (Meaning he wants to do some kind of other work before he goes to college I'm assuming).

He nods his head, we say our farewells, and I go back to my house to get something to go to another class, probably the same one in this new dream shift....there's an assignment that involves turning my vote on a worksheet, and I needed proper MLA citation, and it doesn't seem I didn't even do the assignment.

Eventually, I get the paper finished, and someone outside of the class before I go in has examined how the class is for me, and they're wearing a fancy suit and motorcycle helmet. I can't see their face at all, and the helmet is white with a black layer to cover their visage. They're resting their back on the wall with their arms folded, and told me that the class shouldn't be too much of a problem for me.

I go into the class, double check the worksheet I had to do with the proper MLA citation, and I can't remember what happens next unfortunately.

That person concealing their face with the bicycle helmet, it reminds me a lot like Light Yagami's father from the Death Note Movie where he wore a bicycle helmet during some small festival....

I know it couldn't have been him, the person felt familiar in terms of their energy signature, but now I'm not so sure....

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10.01.2012

Food in the Kitchen (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in my apartment, and it's fairly dark inside. There's food left on the kitchen in various spots. Roast beef cut into circles done by my father I assume because I get an image of him when I see it....it's probably made for sandwiches I guess.

Then later on, I find fried rice in small to-go boxes, two of them, and there are a few ants crawling around.

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10.01.2012

Awesome Asian girl (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I meet an Asian girl who looks like the counterpart in waking life that I had for geometry in High School. She's a positive girl and is open to me, but it seems she wants me to start the introductions and conversations.

She's skinny, has a slight tanned skin, and she has black hair that's a balled up ponytail. I meet her outside some area with brown brick buildings. She looks down on her phone, and she tells me she works 6 side jobs....

I couldn't believe this chick, she's this happy and has 6 side jobs? To the left of me, there's an Asian guy who looks like Tim that I had for tennis class as a Junior, and the girl is still a few feet away from me.

I tell Tim that it must be her free day, because those are a lot of jobs...and I realized I think I should help him go out with her, rather than me taking her out.

I guess what I did was just help him get a date with her, and that's all I remember.

[I've decided to start including some timestamps: when I got in bed, when I got up, and when I recorded each dream.]

In bed from 11:18 to 9:05

Beware Lava 3:29

The eldest competitor first learned to channel a long time ago. An image of burning matchsticks appears. Then the matchsticks burn almost all the way to the point where the person holding the matchstick would get hurt, and the fire gets blown out. That's what happened to his ability. But he's still part of this competition. He's competing against two of his own students, both female. They start in separate, nearby rooms in a Minecraft world, underground. I'm playing as the teacher. He walks around the halls and sees that the doorways of the rooms of his students are blocked by collapsed ice. He's competing with them, yes, but he still feels like he should be nice to them. Back in his original room, he finds a back passageway that he can open using his ability to conjure fire. It leads into the room of one of the students. Then he shoots more fire, but he quickly realizes that it's getting out of control. The student in the room doesn't yet even know he's there, so he'd better warn her.

"Run!" he shouts. Without waiting to check that she does, he drops the wide bucket of water that he was holding. That water is an important resource, and he can't allow it to warm up. Heat is dangerous, here. I start trying to conjure some ice by first pressing 1 to select fire, then Enter to conjure a ball of fire in my hand, then 2 to switch to ice, then blowing on the ball of fire to freeze it, then throwing the ball of ice into a pile on the floor. All of these different buttons are tripping me up, and it's not going very quickly. Suddenly he notices that he forgot to freeze one fireball before throwing it on the floor. It's probably warming up all of the ice balls, making them completely useless. The air in the room feels very warm, and when he picks up the bucket of water, it's warm, too. The floor is especially warm, which probably means that there's lava rising below, melting the ice out from under his feet. It's time to get out of here. There's not even enough time to gather up what few supplies he has. He just runs--back into his original room and over to the far corner, then out with the pickaxe and start digging furiously. To where, he doesn't know. He has no supplies, so he's basically starting over.

An announcer starts speaking over the top of the video, something along the lines of, "Will he survive, alone, without resources, in the dangerous world into which he heads? Find out next time on 'Impossible Minecraft Campaigns!'" Meanwhile, the man is thinking that this was only the first of three episodes, and he's worse off than he was at the beginning--so it's unlikely he'll even survive the next one.

[This dream seems to be partially inspired by the dream incubation (?) I did before going to bed. I imagined myself in a forest, chopping down a tree, when I realize I'm dreaming and then start throwing fireballs everywhere, starting a forest fire. The heat was an important part of the scene, although it was supposed to be awesome, not terrifying, like it was in this dream. There was even a time where I imagined holding a fireball and then blowing on it to turn it into a ball of ice. So it seems like the dream incubation did something, although it was very indirect, and it didn't trigger lucidity.]

Group Hug 6:38

[I don't remember the main plot of this dream, just a side plot that I probably remembered due to its uncomfortable nature. My middle sister has always been trouble.]

Spoiler for Group Hug:

I'm watching TV in a room with a bunch of people. My middle sister is lying on a couch that's directly under the TV, facing away from it. I hear a moan from that direction, but it takes a couple of seconds to register that that was not a usual sound at all. I stare at my sister, wondering if she's dying from some wasting disease. I wonder if I should ask her if she's okay, even though that would disrupt the movie. Then I realize that the moan sounded almost sexual. I'm not sure. She's covered in a blanket, so she could be. . . . I avoid looking at her directly, but from where she's putting her hands and the disgusted sounds the rest of my family is making, it seems like she's probably masturbating.

Later, the main plot has taken the family driving in a car to another place. We get out and I start talking to one of several men standing outside in a group. It's an important conversation, and our discussion basically resolves the main plot. Towards the end, one of the other guys in the group starts muttering audibly to himself. I can't understand what he's saying, but it's distracting, and I realize, delightedly, that that's the point. It's a joke that when you mutter to yourself, you never know what kinds of conversation you might be interrupting. Or that no matter how important your conversation is, you might still get interrupted by a random muttering dude. Either way, it's funny. We all start laughing, and then, to my incredulous surprise, we go in for a group hug. We pretend like we're going to exclude the muttering guy, but then we let him in. All in good fun.

Later, all that's left is to wrap up a few loose ends. My middle sister came with us because she wanted Dad to buy something that removes semen from a uterus. Turns out there was a secret passage that comes up underneath that couch. One can reach it by going through the false back of a cabinet under the TV. So she had actually been having sex with some guy who came through that passage. We never saw him, but when the truth came out, we also found out that she's worried she's going to spill some semen out from the way it came in if she doesn't get some kind of tool to remove it in a controlled fashion. So now that the main plot is resolved, Dad got her some kind of wooden thingy that looks a bit like a spool that should apparently do the job. That ties things up nicely, so it's time to wake up.

I open my eyes into my dorm room and check the time, to see if I woke up in time for class. The clock says the time is 18:90. Converting from military time, I'm shocked to find that it's already evening. Wait a second, that kind of ridiculous lateness usually happens in dreams. And there aren't ninety minutes in an hour. Hah! Nice try. I manage to wake myself up successfully.

Candied Brazil Nuts 9:03

Dad and I park in the driveway and go into the house. A serial killer has been living in here, so we expect there will be a lot of bodies. And yes, there are. A lot of movie stars. There's a living movie star with us now, a young (black) one, and it's tragic to watch his face as he sees all of the bodies. He knew these people. It occurs to me that I'm paying attention to the fact that he's black, when really it shouldn't matter. So I stop thinking about it.

After tidying up a bit, Dad and I get back in the car to head to the picnic. Taylor Swift is on the radio: "We are never ever ever getting back together." Except it's not actually her song--it's a rap song that uses the same chorus. Man, that's what frustrates me about rap. They borrow melodies from classical music and from good pop songs and they just reuse them without adding anything.

We get to the picnic and find Mom. She came earlier than us. She tells us that she meant to clean up the killer's house herself, but she had other things to do first. She didn't mean to leave us with the job. I'm not cross with her about it, but she seems like she's in a bad mood. Then Dad gets mad at me because I forgot to bring the hot dogs. I meant to bring the hot dogs, and I even planned out exactly which hot dogs to bring, but I forgot. One of my sisters tries to defend me by explaining this, but Dad says it doesn't change the fact that I forgot. I suppose he's right. My alarm wakes me up.

Dream - Lucid

I was with my dad and I think my brother. We were outside doing something (vague statement is vague). It had something to do with all of our "homes". We were all in our separate spaces, but they weren't separated by walls or anything. I feel like we were decorating our spaces or something to that effect. Something about some game weird game I was playing with my dad. My dad seemed really happy.

I then was walking past a big, vivid, slightly sloped, green field underneath a beautiful, clear blue sky, and I saw this HUGE, vivid, light brown-colored buffalo inside a fenced-in area. He was indeed quite large, even for a buffalo. I exclaimed my finding to the people I was with (it may have not been my dad and brother anymore); I was excited!
"Look! A buffalo!" I said.
I watched the buffalo walk down the slope, and some epic music was playing. I thought it was fitting, and then, at the end where the fencing closed off, I saw a guy putting a buffalo head mask on top of his own head, and wearing all black on the rest of his body. He was standing on the other side of the fence. He was trying to rile up the buffalo for some show. It was weird, like they were supposed to fight.

I then remember talking to this guy later, when the buffalo mask was gone, though he was still wearing all black. He was an old, ex-military guy with many wrinkles and grey hair. He was very particular and strict about things, and kind of crotchety. He was talking to us a bit about the buffalo, and some other things which I can't remember right now.

When we were talking to him, more people showed up. I then heard
"Krista, do you remember me??" a voice said, loudly.
I looked across from me to see who it was, and it was Lindsay, a lady I know IWL, but haven't seen in a long time, who is, in fact, normally quite a loud talker. I looked at her eyes. They seemed small, but pretty, a beautiful light brown color like her daughter's eyes. She was smiling. I acknowledged her.

Right before I woke up, I dream skipped to talking on the phone to a female doctor about scheduling an appointment.

I can't remember most of it. I actually had like five LD's in one night! It was really awesome, too!

So I think for my first one I had a false awakening, then I somehow realized I was dreaming! I also remember my mom, too. That one ended pretty quickly.

Then I think the second one I had another false awakening, then I again somehow realized I was dreaming. I saw a girl from school named Ma. She was a bit acne ridden and had a boyfriend has dyed black hair and she's Caucasian. So I went up to her, and the next thing I know, I'm having sex with her! It didn't really work out very well, and ended before I could orgasm.

I think it was around the third one where I orgasmed (which I also did in real life, apparently) by having sex with some girl created by my subconscious. I can't really remember what happened before I saw her, though. Probably another false awakening. It was in the hallway of my house on the carpet. She was blonde, Caucasian, and had blemishes a bit of acne on the left side of her face.
I thought she looked pretty cute. She also looked a bit like a girl who was a senior last year named Li. She had two sisters, I think.

The fourth one was ANOTHER false awakening. Only this time, I didn't see anyone. I just went back in my ropom and started writing stuff down on a notebook. I think it was about this girl I like at school named Jy. I was texting her during this, too.

I can't remember the fifth and last one, well. All I remember was ANOTHER FALSE AWAKENING!!! (What is up with me and these false awakenings!)

Also, to induce this LD, I used the WBTB and MILD techniques because I woke up at like 2:50 in the morning, then figured I had to go pee so I went to piss at 3:30, then went back to bed, figuring "why not try to have an LD while I'm at it," so I did MILD as I was going to sleep.

I can't remember a lot of this LD, though. I can only remember certain parts. I guess I need to practice more dream recall as I remember so little I can barely remember it happened. It also didn't feel as if very vivid, either. I didn't feel like I was truly awake for the LD.

Also worth noting, every time I turned lucid in one of the dreams, I felt this shaking feeling come over me as I turned lucid. It felt pretty weird.

I woke up around 12:00AM to WILD between 5:00 and 6:00AM. When it was time, i lied down to WILD and my experience was unbearable that i could not continue.
I concentrated on my breathing to the extent that i began to feel my breath as my consciousness. i tried entering the dream by breading out, and when i breath out i felt myself to be in sea that is trying to drown me to dead, the harder i try the stronger the sensation of drowning becomes. then i gave up and woke because i could not bear the discomforting sensation of drowning. before then i WILDed into the dream world but could not control my dream body. found myself floating. tried stabilizing the dream by robbing my hands and holding my toes but i did not succeed. when i finally got i bit of control i tried forward accelerating, but it was so so difficult to move forward. [/SIZE][/SIZE][/SIZE]

*Non-Lucid*Lucid*

I was mining in dirt, Minecraft style. -- I was in a building then I became lucid. I tried to remain lucid by not blinking (how I usually wake up) but I still blinked once. I lost the lucid moment after a while forgetting what to do.

I was making 2 sandwiches with toasted breads. My mom asked if she the bread will taste better if she turn the dial of the toaster to the right. I told her that it will burn instead. I put hams on each sandwich. I prepared some avocado, I sliced some in to my brother's sandwich. I forgot if I put some in mine yet. I tried to remember if prepared an avocado or a half for each of us. Surprised that I couldn't remember at all.

09/30/2012
10PM-10AM

Ok well over the past few months I have been having horrible recall. I feel frustrated since all of my life I have had pretty good dream recall except a few years in my 20s . I have always been able to ld except for that time frame either. I also have always had insomnia
This is my new annoyance I get to sleep I even know that I have been lucid. I wake up I lay down not moving recalling my dream so I can jump up and write it down then the oddest thing happens the second I move my head I lose all of it . I know i have been having dreams and even been lucid I know they revolve around my recurring dream places but I can not remember the actual dreams. I get lucky and sometimes get some fragments
todays fragment was me telling someone my name was something like atlantis ? Why thats not my name and I knew I felt strongly about it and really wanted the guy to know my name.
anyways I feel like I am not meant to remember my dreams right now or something

I was standing on a 2nd level balcony of an industrial type building, looking out into a somewhat large empty parking lot. There were several other people on the balcony with me, male and female. Off to the left was a tall brick wall of either the same building or another building, I'm not sure. I became aware of several people having an verbal altercation across the parking lot, straight out from where I was standing. There was a dumpster there, with some boxes and trash bags on the ground because the dumpster was overflowing. The people there were mostly younger, probably in their 20's and 30's, mostly male.

All of us on the balcony were just watching, not really talking or saying anything. The fracas over there was becoming louder and then became violent. Some people had big sticks like thick broom handles and were hitting other people. One of the guys with a stick hit a couple of the trash bags and ripped them open - when he hit them, two of the bags had young children inside of them. One of the children was very young, a toddler that appeared dead. The other bag had an older child about 7-8 years old, female, and I realized she was alive. The man with the stick started to hit the older child. Though the dumpster appeared to be across the parking lot, when the man started hitting the child it was as though the balcony was above the scene somehow. The fellow beside me was quite large, and he leaped over the balcony railing and landed on top of some of the boxes, rolled over on top of the child to protect her from the stick. The man with the stick started hitting this guy and as this happened, a trash truck ran into the dumpster ramming the dumpster and people and trash in front of the dumpster into the brick wall. It now appeared across the lot again as it had before. The entire mass of people, trash, dumpster were all mashed into the wall spilling the children out of their bags, and the man that had leaped from the balcony as well as the guy with the stick were all dead now. All of the other people in the parking lot became more violent to each other, the people on the balcony all went inside of the building. I stood there, shocked at what happened and how fast it had happened.

I had a WILD last night.

I woke up to use the potty around 0530 then went back to bed. Picked up my dream where I left off. I was walking up a city street when I noticed there wasn't much detail to my surroundings. So I stopped the dream....turned 360 degrees to verify that the buildings were really bland. Then I thought, "I've gotta do something about that." Then I changed my clothes and kept walking.

I was aware that I was dreaming and could change things to my liking. Yet I couldn't figure out how to change buildings.
Also, the quality of my dream was different. It felt different. The characters and emotions seemed very real.

non lucid
My and girlfriend had on the same blue striped shirt.

So happy to see my old friend egg and with a long hug.

The guru told that me in Tibet monk and nuns eat very little compared to Americans. I feel strong gratitude to be in such good conditions.

My girlfriend dropped me off to run by harry hines. When she left I said, why are you leaving are you fucking someone else?

lucid
I became lucid in my living room. I started my task of finding a wish fulfilling gem and then wishing to transferee my self to tokyo. I find this yellow long crystal in my living room coffee table. I thought this is it. I held the glowing crystal which made my body tingle as I wished when I open my front door I will be in tokyo. After I walked towards the door, open it, and everything appeared the same. I then tried to draw a door with the wish fulfilling gem, walked through it and nothing again I woke up after this.

Next task it to fly to tokyo. I'll keep you posted.

I don't usually have many risqué dreams, but this one was pretty interesting. ((This contains some slightly mature content, so don't read if you're not comfortable with this, please.))

Night of 9/30/12

["Where is the White Dragon!?"]
I am looking out the window late at night, when I see what appears to be two large dragons fighting high up in the starry sky. As I watch, their fight grows closer and closer to the ground until they are right outside my house. I can now see that one is white with scales and the other is a black-feathered dragon. Both are about as big as the house itself.

The white dragon soon kills her opponent and begins to feast upon him, when she suddenly sees me watching from the window. I don't believe she'll bother attacking me since she has just made a kill, but I am wrong. The dragon sticks her head through the open window and makes a snap at me.

I run to the other end of the house--- she follows. Eventually I am forced to jump out a window and make an escape. The dragon soon follows me, however, eyes glowing bright yellow in the dark.

When I reach the graveyard, I realize that I will never outrun such a massive creature. I stop and wait for her to approach, thinking desperately for a plan. "Don't kill me," I say, "I can be of use to you."

The dragon suddenly transforms into a girl who looks perhaps a bit older than I. "And what exactly do you have to offer me?" she purrs, looking at me in amusement.

I sigh, realizing what she wants. "Myself," I tell her resignedly.

She grins. "Hmm. That sounds like it might just be a good deal. Okay then." She giggles and pulls me forward, lying back on the ground and positioning me on top of her. "Touch me," she orders.

I lift up her shirt and slowly trail my fingers along her smooth stomach while she watches me with an interested expression. After a few moments, she complains that I'm tickling her. Smiling slightly to myself, I deliberately stroke her stomach a few more times before moving my hands a bit higher and kneading her breasts. She closes her eyes and moans.

Before I can take things even further, bright lights suddenly shine all around us. Oh crap.

Apparently the sounds of the dragon fight alarmed the neighborhood, and authorities were sent to deal with the matter. Some of the men present are leaders of an important club I had joined a few hours earlier, and I am somewhat embarrassed to be caught in this situation. I look down at the dragon-girl, chagrined. She seems more alarmed than embarrassed.

I get off of her, and while I am distracted with the leering looks of the moronic men standing beside me, some people (dragon hunters, I believe) grab my dragon-girl and run off with her. As soon as I realize this, I become filled with worry and take off after them. I have to save her!

Some friends of mine are now helping me track the dragon hunters down. They are slowly climbing the side of a building. "Why are you wasting time climbing when this is a dream?" I shout impatiently. "Fly, you idiots!" I leap on top of the building and jump from rooftop to rooftop until I reach some old ruins where I find the hunters.

They are armed to the teeth, while I must rely on my own hands. Soon, however, I manage to kick one of the hunters off the top of the ruins and steal his knife. I then hold one of the others at knife point and yell, "Where is the White Dragon!?" He refuses to answer, so I slit his throat.

Suddenly, I hear dragon like noises to my left, at a large seemingly vacant area where there are chains. I "remember" that the dragon can turn invisible, so I rush past all the other hunters to where she's lying. She reappears, in dragon form. She's lying on her back, bleeding badly from a large wound in her gut.

"It's gonna be okay," I tell her as soothingly as I can manage, gently hugging her massive form. "I'll get you out of here." But she seems to be in a really bad state, and I don't know how I will manage this.

I wake up shortly afterwards.

I've been gone WAY too long. But I've missed lucid dreaming, so now that I'm in college I'm trying to get back into the swing of things.

[Escape from Mary's World]
Through some twisted turn of events, I become trapped in a horrific world governed by an evil little girl named Mary. I am with two other people, my dream dad and a boy similar to Prince Soma from Kuroshitsuji. We spend a very long time attempting to escape the world, but the only exit is blocked. The rest of the world is comprised of a small expanse of forest that extends behind Mary's mansion.

After days of searching, the boy I'm with finally finds a special key. We know that this must be the secret to escape, so we barge into Mary's house. As soon as we set foot through the door, we are ambushed by evil dolls and headless mannequins. Armed with giant hedge clippers, I violently mutilate each of my enemies. At one point, Mary throws an entire dresser at me, which I barely manage to evade. My friend accidentally drops the key during his own fight, but I pick it up just as I figure out that it must fit the locket around Mary's neck. It's the key to her heart, I realize. I manage to put the key in the hole and turn it--- the locket breaks.

Suddenly, Mary turns into a doll and shatters like glass. At her death, the entire world begins unwravelling, leaving us little time to hurry for the exit. I wake up just as we make it to the door.

Non-dream Dream Lucid Dream

I was on a camping trip with my wife in the Sequoias and I was able to recall a piece of a lucid dream. I had a really bad headache most likely resulting from altitude sickness and therefore I did not get much sleep. I wasn't able to write these down immediately upon waking so I only remember a small portion of the dream.

I am in a slam dunk contest in front of a small crowd. The fans are all sitting in fold up metal chairs. We are not on a basketball court, just concrete stage with a hoop. My first couple of dunks are really lame and I am trying to figure out what to try next. I think back to my younger days when I used to do through-the-leg and 360 dunks. This recollection makes me become lucid. It is now my turn to dunk again. I jump incredibly high, 360 spin to my right, put the ball through my legs and windmill dunk the ball. The crowd is very impressed and wants to know how I did it. I walk up to the front row and say "check this out." I jump up and freeze at the top of my jump. I hover up in the air for about 10 seconds.

Next I am watching a swimming competition. The event the is going on consists of diving in the water and gliding about 10 yards. I think to myself "I am lucid so I can dominate this event." I enter into the competition and win.

Wake up.

Finally found time to post this one, came as a complete surprise to me since I wasn't trying at all (I had college early the next day).

Dream time:
I was on a pirate ship but digging for something, there was a lot of sand/ dirt on this ship for some reason and I was digging in it with around 6 or 7 other people looking for something. Looking around I could see empty or half empty bottles of alcohol, I think it was mostly cider or beer.
Then the captain of the ship came down some steps into the area we were working with what I'm assuming was to be his first mate. She was a witch, wearing purple and holding what seemed to be a crystal ball in her hands. She came over to me and told me to go to the back of the room and when I got there I was overjoyed to see my girlfriend Katie. The witch looked at us both and asked where we wanted to go and I said a forest. Two portals opened up in the wall in front of us and they both had changing images of scenery in. They eventually slowed down and settled on a forest like area, the witch then told us to walk through.

We landed on a small gravel path with open grass land all around us. Looking off into the distance me and Katie could see the forest we asked for at about 11 o' clock. Looking past that we saw 3 huge tornados but neither of us were panicked or frightened. This is where I became suspicious, I looked again and realised that no way could this happen in real life (well not where I live anyway) and that I was actually dreaming. I was about to carry on walking when surprisingly I remembered to stabilise, quickly dropping to the ground to feel the rough gravel path beneath me. Katie gave me a questioning look, without wasting time in waiting for her to ask I said "Look around you, does this look normal? You're dreaming Katie!" I didn't think it was a shared dream but worth a shot anyway. I expected the usual DC reaction of "Don't be silly of course you're not dreaming" but instead Katie gasped in shock and amazement. We both jumped up and down in excitement which didn't wake me up like it normally would, This is probably due to the fact that I've never managed to stabilise myself so well before this dream. We both continued to walk forward (clearly not a good connection to the conscious brain, usually I would have flown). Then the tornados hit us, they were so powerful, it was like running into a brick wall several times over. Luckily after a couple of seconds it passed and we decided to head back. On the way to the portals we had to make our way around this massive dinosaur that had fallen on the path. It was laying on its side and wasn't moving so we thought it was dead.

We went back through the portals but instead of being back on the boat we arrived in Katie's garage... in her dads car. The dream carried on but at that point I'd lost lucidity and the only other thing I can remember about this dream is that Katie's dad was throwing bricks at windows O.O

Dream 2 from the same night:

I was playing a game, but no normal game (this one will make you laugh). I was holding this + or cross, whichever you want to call it. It was about the size of four hands in a square and on it in every direction were small LED lights. What I had to do was stick this device behind a window and then lick the window in a specific way to get all the lights to light up. So whilst I was licking the window (look I wasn't lucid okay!! ) a few of my friends came down the stairs laughing at my "poor" attempt of window licking. We then ended up discussing techniques and how to win.
Strange right?

EDIT:
Forgot to mention - Conditions

None at all, the only thing that could possibly help me is that all day I was wondering if reality is in fact just a huge dream. This must have been what made me lucid!

2:53AM
Uncle
This dream is vauge. I get stuck in some embarrassing time loop where I show up at a rich uncles house in only a t-shirt. He drives by in a white Royals Royce and yells at me to do inside.

Then I am talking to my father-in-law. He wants to go to the uncles house. I say, "yay I can be dressed this time." And I point to my nakedness. As I walk though the bedrooms I thought about wearing a bra of my daughters (They were older) to be funny but decide against it.

My house was a good replica of real life.

5:49AM
Tracker Jackers
I am on the back porch of the old trailor house from when I was 5. I see my father working in the yard. I look that the sky. It is Twilght. Then I see a swarm of colored lights in the sky. I stare in awe. Some are light blue, dark blue, and redish pink. I watch as the swarm around. I see a few bright flashes of light. (Dreamsign strange things in the sky)

I am trying to process all this and perhaps I was about to be lucid but suddenly the swarms comes at me like angry wasps. I turn to run back inside and I hear a commentators voice say, "Oh look, it's Tracker Jackers!"
I think, "No it's Backer Jackers. Tracker Jackers is from Hunger Games."
I feel a force knock my on my stomach from behind. I feel 3 distinct stings on my back.
The commentator says, "He better get those stingers out, fast!"
My vision is blurry and I feel drunk and afraid. I am face down in the grass and I can see my father's feet walking by but not helping me. I some how get up. (maybe he helped me after all) And stumble into the house. I am in some strange living room. I see my ex wife and tell her I need the stingers out.
I notice the blinds are open and I take the time to lower the blinds in a window. (A habit of mine in real life. I just feel like people are watching me.) Then a colapse on the floor. Now the woman in the room is my wife now. But I see her lying naked next to me. I see her flat belly and think about how not to long ago I was in the delivery room with her and watched my son being born. The world transitions to black.
I think I was trying to imitate hallucination.

00:00?
Tidal Flood
I am on the beach. I see the tide coming in. The shoreline gets smaller and continues to shrink. I run past a beach house as the water continues to chase me. It is dark and black and I feel the need to escape. It begins to rain heavily and I take cover in a shelter and wait to see if the water will come closer.